Banjachidi Park, Bangkok's natural gym!

Here are the freshest "mountain air" and charming night view in the city.

Many tourists who come here also make the nights particularly lively. Backpackers of different skin colors describe their beauty in words and admire Bangkok. But what I don’t know is that many real estate developers have long been salivating about this land. Building a park is a waste. It should be built into high-rise buildings to stimulate the market economy.

That being said, there are too many businesses who are eating next to Banjachidi Park.

The "Nataniel" tourist building is located next to it, and you can look at the park from a high place. Of course, this building... in fact, only the top floor is the top floor, and the bottom belongs to other companies. It is just a comprehensive restaurant. It is called purely for the style, but it is not cheap to have a meal here.

With the service fee, the minimum consumption is about US$300, so most of the people who can come here are petty bourgeois or tourists who are not short of money, while more people do business around the building. For example, backpackers who are short of money but want to visit Bangkok are mostly women with good figures, hoping to find a place where they can eat, drink and have fun for free...temporary meal tickets.

So, when Tang Dao's Cadillac stopped at the entrance of the building, many eyes were staring at it, and some people couldn't help but want to come over, but they were stopped by the security guard who had been paying attention. There were bodyguards inside, so it was impossible to get close to it.

The security guards have the strength to see, and this Cadillac is also a luxury car. If there is a little loss, they will suffer.

He was sitting on the elevator up the top floor. As soon as the food door was opened, there were three or four strong men standing outside. His eyes were very sharp, he was not tall, with a flat head, and he turned his head around. Tang Dao and others also stared at each other and looked at each other. The bodyguards who were huddling at the edge subconsciously reached behind them.

"Mr. Nicholas?" Just as the atmosphere gradually became stiff, I saw a middle-aged man with a thick face but still wearing a pair of gold-skinned glasses. He walked over and looked at Tang Dao unscrupulously before asking.

"I am." Tang Dao nodded.

He doesn't like the other party's eyes very much, but he also understands that people in the service industry like him are afraid of complaints. Customer evaluation is the best reputation. What is the point of suffering occasionally?

But what if you say you can't stand it?

I can't stand turning over the table!

Gatlin swept and rocket shot, but he wasn't going to kill the other party anyway.

"Sorry, sir, please take out your weapons." The middle-aged man said again. Now the little angel is quitting and stands up, "Your request is a bit too much."

"No, this is the rule."

The little angel was also hard, and he was furious at once. "Not everyone's rules are suitable for you. Can you guarantee the safety of our boss? If not, please shut your mouth."

The middle-aged man was angry in his eyes. He had been in the world for so long, and his name was well-known in this golden triangle area!

"I am Nuo Kan!" he said in a deep voice, "I will use my reputation to ensure your safety."

This is boring. The little angel's eyes were very disdainful. Tang Dao held his hands next to him, as if watching the fun. When both sides exchanged and disliked each other, he stood up, held the little angel's arm, and smiled and said, "I believe in your credit, and you should believe me too."

Nuo Kan hesitated for a while, and he also knew Tang Dao's identity.

To be honest, although they do things that are equally "harmful", they sell hard currency and weapons are needed at any time. Perhaps the number of people is not as large as them, but this force is still very cautious.

The title of King of Africa, which was used in feudal times, is now used, and you can imagine the influence of Tang Dao.

"Nuokan, the boss said, let Mr. Nicholas go in." At this time, a woman came out of it, who looked very charming and was a mixed race. As soon as she opened her mouth, Nuokan didn't say much, nodded and moved out of the way.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Nicholas, Nuggan is a rough man." The woman said with a smile, "My name is Mary, and I am Mr. Nikun's secretary."

Nikun!

Tang Dao knew it was him!

The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he looked at each other with the little angel. He knew that he was the only one who had such great ability and tried to make himself not high-profile and did not dare to be high-profile. This ruthless character has been rooted in this area for nearly thirty years, and his journey can be written into a criminal history.

He was interviewed by BBC in the 1980s and said that he was one of the greatest criminals.

The reporter who was arrogant and aggressive on TV was very well-behaved in front of Ni Kun and did not dare to say anything extra, because he believed that the other party might really kill him. As a "warlord" with nearly tens of thousands of people under his command, he had the courage to be like a troll who dared to touch his mouth on the other side of the TV.

Tang Dao said he was nervous, why are you kidding? He is also a villain!

He followed the woman and walked into the walkway. There was no one else on the top floor. It was obviously wrapped up by Nikun. Money was probably not worth mentioning to him. He could fill the Pacific Ocean by controlling the amount of flour every year (exaggeration!). Many addicts in Hawk Sauce live on him, and they have more brands than their colleagues in Colombia, South Africa and other places.

Tang Dao put his left hand in his pocket and his suit was slightly loose. When he walked to the hall, he saw a long table in the entire hall and the rest had been removed. A man who looked fifty years old was lowering his head and drinking some soup. He couldn't see clearly, but it was very fishy.

Mary walked over, lowered her head and muttered a few times in the other person's ear.

Ni Kun raised his head and looked... very ordinary, no different from the farmers who did farm work in the countryside. When he saw Tang Dao, he stood up with a smile, and was shocked. He said a lot in Burmese language, but Tang Dao could not understand at all.

"The boss said, I'm happy to see you." Mary was the translator next to her.

"So too. I've heard of his name in Africa." Tang Dao nodded and said with a smile. The other party can speak Chinese. There are very few people in Southeast Asia who can't speak Chinese, and they don't look at who the big brother is!

Of course, since the other party doesn’t want to say it, Tang Dao will not go to undermine the situation, so he can only say that SB likes to make trouble.

Asked Tang Dao to sit down, Nikun snapped his fingers, someone next to him delivered the steamed steak, and then started chatting again.

"This is the most famous steak expert in Myanmar, try it." Mary translated.

Tang Dao nodded and slowly cut it with a knife. It was very tender and had a little moisture. He didn't know what sauce was added. It tasted very clear. He gave a thumbs up at the steak expert and praised it, it was very great.

Nikun understood it, laughed loudly, then picked up the wine glass and signaled to cheer.

The atmosphere of meeting the two at the beginning was pretty good. They were both civilized people, so they just talked about common things. This is actually just a matter of patience. Who can't stick to it? Either they don't do business or they are slightly inferior in the subsequent negotiations. Those who can be the boss are not cut off by cutting them out. Having a brain is the most important thing.

In the entire hall, there were only the laughter of the two of them and Mary's translation voice, and the others were holding their breath and focused and tense.

Nikun took out the wet wipes, wiped his hands, paused, looked at Mary, and finally talked about the business.

"We want to build a submarine."

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Chapter completed!